[attr="class","dbapp"]- capable
- appreciative
- focused
- humble
- honest
- punctual
- perceptive
- whimsical
- tolerant
- curious

- shy
- snarky
- blunt
- calculating
- easily flustered
- dogmatic
- possessive
- repressed
- suspicious
- predatory
- socially awkward

Serious and cold, Temper has a weariness in his eyes that hardens his expressions. He seems to possess an entire life’s experience while still a young man. He seldom smiles, even when feeling amusement or mirth, the later a close to nonexistent emotion to him. Instead he captures a sense of curiosity that can be both innocent and highly disturbing. If he wants to learn, he either finds a book or undertakes the task. He has social issues, being unable to properly associate with adults or children. He doesn't quite fit into either category anymore.

He possesses an extremely powerful protective instinct toward his employer and will without hesitating dispatch anyone he sees causing them harm. He has no qualms about taking a life. He no longer holds any true value in human life, and part of him recognizes how much of a sickness this is.

[attr="class","dbapp"]- cute desserts
- birds, especially song
- fitted leather clothes
- sincerity ironically...
- physical touch

- personal questions
- journaling
- crowds
- leafy greens
- is afraid of spiders

[attr="class","dbapp"]Kai's mother died before he could know her, and the father he doesn't remember died in the line of duty, leaving the child an easy mark for anyone who wished to have a non-entity disappear without a trace. He was brought to a secret location and given the task of fighting for his life, which readily instilled into him that there was no way out of this situation except through blood, tears and carnage. The initial shock of it wore off after the first dozen slayings of his fellow captives.

There was a break in the routine though. A younger girl was brought into the program and for no reason he can define, he found himself pining for the chance to feel attachment again. Something normal amid the dysfunction and terror.

He would act standoffish to the girl who was trained to be as ruthless as he was. He noticed she couldn't help but be curious about him as he watched her progress. It didn't take long for a fondness to develop, though nothing they could openly act upon. He couldn't save her from her fate, nor did he try. He existed to be those warm arms she could crawl into, covered in blood and exhausted from the life she'd been dealt. And he knew that they still carried some threads of humanity within them, by trusting each-other.

It became the only thing he would fight more ruthlessly to protect than his own life... And he lost it. But having never truly had a childhood, his emotions are things he cannot easily cope with or understand. Losing her awakened the ties to Chaos within him.

He always felt the presence of Chaos in his soul. It was something that permeated the environment he was in. Certainly someone who had orchestrated his tragedies was tied to the dark one herself.

For his graduation he managed to dispatch two of his instructors. Instead of being punished he ended up praised for his instincts. Even now he still never openly shows his affection in front of others, and he lives perhaps to eat, breathe and waste time until the day something more violent than he finally destroys him.

An incident with a potential mark has left him however with a strange streak of luck and he currently has a stable residence, and employment. This could easily change, but for now as the path of least resistance, he stays. He fights for his master, not for himself.

Someday, perhaps he will learn he doesn't need to fight at all.